Xian has been cultivating

After the discussion was finalized, Lin Fan smiled and bowed to Zhao Xuan to say goodbye, then turned around and hurriedly walked out of the mansion gate.

His slightly hurried pace seemed hurried, but in fact every step was steady, as if there was an invisible force under his feet supporting him to move forward.

At this moment, Lin Fan was carefully holding the important list in his arms. This thin piece of paper felt like a heavy burden on his heart, forcing him to not slack off even a little.

Without stopping, Lin Fan had already passed through the bustling downtown streets and turned into a series of winding and deep alleys.

An unknown amount of time had passed. Just as beads of sweat were oozing out of his forehead and he felt a little anxious, he finally met the famous old scholar, Li Mo, deep in a quiet and remote alley.

Li Mo was wearing a plain long gown. Although he was over sixty years old, his silver hair and beard were neatly combed. He looked energetic and full of spirit.

Especially his pair of eyes as bright as stars, which reveal the wisdom and depth accumulated over the years; his every move exudes a kind of elegance that makes people admire him.

When Lin Fan approached Li Mo, he bowed respectfully and told him the purpose of his visit and the detailed plan against Liu Lei.

At first, Li Mo just listened quietly, his expression as calm as water.

However, as Lin Fan's narration deepened, especially when he heard about the cultural authoritarian policy implemented by Liu Lei, the expression of this usually gentle and humble old man suddenly changed, and his originally peaceful face was instantly replaced by anger.

His eyes were wide open, veins popped out on his forehead, and his hands were shaking slightly with excitement.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and Li Mo's palm full of blue veins slammed hard on the hard desk in front of him.

His body was like an angry lion. He suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes wide open, his hair standing on end, and his chest heaving violently, as if he wanted to spew out all the anger in his heart.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with anger and a sense of justice: "What a wretch Liu Lei! How dare he commit such a cruel and perverse act! This man is completely morally bankrupt and has lost all his dignity! Although I am already in my twilight years, my blood still burns brightly! How can I tolerate his lawless and wanton behavior? Master Lin, rest assured. Even if I have to use up every last ounce of my strength, I will stand up and speak for justice! We must not allow a treacherous, cunning, despicable and treacherous man like Liu Lei to continue to run rampant in our Jigui City and do whatever he wants!"

Afterwards, Lin Fan worked tirelessly to make contacts. As expected, more and more people, specifically those circled in red, responded to his call and joined the group he led without hesitation.

These people came from all walks of life and had different identities. Among them were wealthy businessmen, erudite scholars, skilled craftsmen, and people from all walks of life.

However, it was precisely because of Liu Lei's heinous evil deeds that these two people, who had never met before, were closely united.

At this moment, the five major forces in Jigui City were also not idle. They knew that the upcoming City Lord Competition Conference would be a fierce battle, so they were all ready to go and actively prepare for the battle.

Some forces are secretly accumulating strength, recruiting soldiers and expanding their power; some are launching a large-scale propaganda campaign, trying to win the hearts of the people through public opinion; and others are quietly preparing large amounts of materials and funds to fully guarantee the fierce battles that may occur in the future.

The entire Jigui City is like a volcano about to erupt at this moment. It seems calm on the surface, but in fact, undercurrents are surging, and a thrilling storm is quietly brewing.

On the other hand, Liu Lei looked solemn and didn't dare to slack off at all. He knew very well that the battle for the city lord position was extremely fierce and he would lose everything if he was not careful.

Therefore, he not only practiced hard day and night to continuously improve his own cultivation level, but also racked his brains to come up with various coping strategies.

His younger brother Liu Yun, who was of the same age as him, was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, but he was also a rare fighting force in the Liu family. Liu Lei made a prompt decision and decided to let Liu Yun use the mysterious secrets of the Demon Blood Sect.

After much hard work, Liu Yun actually managed to break through the bottleneck and, together with his brother Liu Lei, entered the ranks of the powerful masters of the Spiritual Transformation Stage! This undoubtedly greatly enhanced the Liu family's strength in this competition.

In addition, Liu Lei was meticulous and came up with a plan. He secretly instructed many of his servants to disguise themselves as ordinary people in Jigui City.

These people scattered throughout the city and began to spread all kinds of rumors about the other five competitors. They exaggerated and vividly described the evil deeds of those forces, attempting to mislead the people in the city to feel disgust and disgust towards other forces, so as to make more people turn to the Liu family.

As both sides were busy preparing their respective plans, the days passed, and finally, the moment of the City Lord Competition Conference that everyone had been looking forward to finally arrived!

The entire Jigui City is filled with a tense and exciting atmosphere, and a thrilling fight between dragons and tigers is about to take place.

On the day of the City Lord Competition, Jigui City was like a beacon fire that had been ignited, with the noise and bustle reaching its peak.

At dawn, just as the golden morning light spread over the city walls, the people in the city rushed to the central square from all directions like a tide. The streets and alleys were surging with people, and the laughter and eager footsteps intertwined, playing the prelude to the opening of the conference.

In the square, colorful flags fluttered and the colorful pennants danced freely in the breeze, like happy jumping elves, adding a touch of brilliant color to the event.

The temporary platform stands tall and majestic, with carved beams and painted buildings. It looks magnificent under the sunlight and exudes a majestic and solemn atmosphere.

Below the stage, the crowd was densely packed, shoulder to shoulder, gathered in three layers inside and three layers outside, each pair of eyes full of anticipation and sparkling with excitement.

In the distance, drums and music sounded, shaking the sky. Teams of ceremonial guards dressed in gorgeous costumes walked slowly towards them with neat and powerful steps.

They held various musical instruments, playing loud trumpets or beating deafening gongs and drums. The passionate melody was like surging waves, rolling and echoing in the air, stirring everyone's heart.

Representatives from various forces also appeared one after another. They were dressed in bright clothes and had extraordinary demeanor, with their followers surrounding them.

Some of them walked with their heads held high, full of confidence; some of them had stern expressions and deep gazes. Undercurrents surged between them, as if a silent contest had begun.

The crowd was like crazy waves, rising and falling, with cheers and shouts that never stopped. The entire Jigui City was immersed in a boiling ocean, and the curtain of the City Lord Competition Conference was officially opened in this earth-shaking clamor.